THE COUNTRY AGVE OR, LONDON her Welcome home to her retired Children. TOGETHER, With a true Relation of the Warlike Funeral of Captain RICHARD ROBYNS, one of the Twenty Captains of the trained Bands of the City of London, which was performed the 24. day of September last, 1625. in Arms, in the time of this Visitation, when the Rumour in the Country went currant, 〈…〉 not people enough left alive to bury her Dead.  
Planxerunt D●ades resonat plangentibus Echo.  
By HENRY PETOWE, Marshal of the Artillery Garden, London.  
Printed for Robert Allot, and are to be sold at the Greyhound in Paul's Churchyard 16●●.   

TO THE RIGHT WORTHY FAVOURITE OF ARMS AND Arts, Colonel HUGH HAMERSLEY, one of the Aldermen of the City of LONDON, and the Noble Precedent to that remarkable Society of Citizens, exercising Arms in the Artillery Garden LONDON. TO ALL THE GENEROUS Captains, and their Lieutenants of the same City, and to all the rest of the Gentlemen of the same Garden, HENRY PETOWE, Marshal to the same renowned Society; wisheth continual Health, increase of Honour, Earth's happiness, and Heaven's felicity.  
RIGHT WORTHY; and most worthy to be so styled, Right Worthy:  
Colonel, Captains, and Soldiers; Your generous dispositions, in the most loving and kind acceptation of these few Lines, which some ten Weeks since, I Dedicated to your noble Patronage concerning our Foster Mother LONDON, entitled London Sick at Heart, or, A Caveat for Runaways, hath much encouraged me to spend some of my best bestowed hours, in another kind and Garb of writing, yet to purpose and according as these days and times require: And my desires are, that I may shroud these my Labours under the Banner of your protection, against all opposition. Be you therefore pleased (my Noble Martial Patrons) to veil me under the covert of your never vanquished Ensign, and then no other Colours shall daunt me. I write no Fables, nor Imaginary Toys, but lamentable Experience shall justify my writ.  
London was never more Sick at Hart, than she hath been lately many Months together, her Lamentations will be remarkable to the end of Posterity. I treat now in part, of a Country Ague, or of an Ague in the Country: They which have gusted of it, and escaped, may thank God for their deliverance; But many that fled from their Mother London, from the Visitation which the Almighty imposed upon her, have felt the anger of the highest omnipotent Power, & were returned Coached, not with Life, but struck with the arrow of Death by that Pestilent Ague. I dare not say, that the same Aguish visitation, was or is the Plague or Pestilence: The Country timorous Gallants will then be frighted, & leave their Mother Rus (like Rusticals) and Winter themselves under the Roof of our ever tender and loving Foster Mother London. Which if they should? I beseech you noble fellow Soldiers, to deign them Courtesy, and kind entertainment; and let them know, that although they contemned and despised the very Name of one of us, and would not vouchsafe so much as to look upon a Londoner: yet for Charity's sake, do you bid them Welcome. We will not lodge them in Barnes and hovel at the Town's end, though they bring the Ague with them; but, on the best Beds our chiefest Inns can afford. Pardon me (brave Soldiers) if I answer for you; for I know the nature of a true Soldier, is to be pitiful and to show mercy, where imbecility and weakness resteth. Therefore (noble Soldiers) you that are the trusty Guardians of our famous City, (under our Sovereign, his Lieutenant, and the rest of her grave Senators) be pleased to lay down your Arms, and make no opposition against any whatsoever he be; But let all our Foster Mother London her Gates stand wide open, to entertain all of what degree soever, Gentile, or Hinds, Clowns or Peasants, any, and all whosoever they be, that they finding (as ever heretofore they have done) Londoners, their goodness, love, court●sie, and great respect: may blush for their ingratitude towards th● m●n the Country. To which I presume, your noble and charitable Spirits will condescend, And so I rest:  
Yours, ever to do you service, until I rest for ever: Marshal PETOWE.   

THE COUNTRY AGVE. OR, LONDON her Welcome home, to her tyered retired Children.  
I Have been (most dear and more entirely beloved Children) so much burdened, pressed down and overladen with Lamentations, complaints, Miseries and Calamities for your long absence, in your unhappy and unfortunate (yet no otherwise to be looked for) journey or wand'ring Pilgrimage, that I am almost dead with languishing. But I hope I speak it in the Autumn of my woes and heart-breaking sorrows; (I pray to my Saviour I do.) It is the Autumn time of the year; yea, of such a year: such a lamentable year, such a wonderful year of Mortality by Plague and Pestilence, as in my time, for the time (to my remembrance) is without and beyond any Precedent. Oh woe is me therefore: But my hopes are, and my assiduate and daily prayers, still shall be to the Father of us all, who only can, and none else hath power, to disburden me of that heavy dead-striking-mace of Plague and Pestilence, that hath even bruised me and mine in pieces. And therefore for your sakes (my endeared retired Children) notwithstanding my Almighty Fathers exceeding and great displeasure I will undertake to plead to him for Mercy in your behalf: But indeed I may rather say in the behalf of myself: For had not the Lord been angry with me for my intolerable sins, he would not have suffered my poor Children to run away from me, and to leave me as they did: For which cause I have indeed a long time taken it to heart, considering with myself which was my best and surest course to take, to work my peace with my God, that he might take pity and compassion both upon me and all mine.  
At length, the holy Spirit of that eternal Essence Omnipotent jehova, possessing my distracted memory with my Saviour's unfallible promise, Come unto me all you that are heavy laden, and I will ease ye. Immediately with tears of joy and Comfort, I besought him on my knees and obtained his exceeding Mercy: For immediately after my Dread Sovereign CHARLES' (whom the King of Kings ever protect both from his Foreign and Domestic enemies) Commanded a solemn Fast and Prayer to be made and kept throughout my whole City, and the remainder of my Divines continually Preaching and Praying in my behalf for the appeasing and mitigating of the great displeasure of my Almighty Father: which my said Father doth begin to take (and praised be his name) doth daily take more and more to hart, thinking that it is now time to hold his Angel's Rod from further striking: Now the God of all mercy grant it may be so; and I hope my prayer is to purpose; For me thinks (unless I dream) I perceive my Children begin to retire, and to return home again to their Foster-mother London, which they would not do; did not my blessed Saviour lessen his weekly Number: Is it so? nay then I perceive the old Proverb holds (Home is Home, be it never so homely) and the Prodigals Story is likewise fulfilled; For they poor Souls, having almost spent all, and finding no better entertainment in the Country, are forced to return of mere necessity.  
And are some of you returned, (my endeared Children:) and will all the rest of your Brethren follow you do you think? I am very fearful, I shall want some of my number. But however, I must be contented; and in the interim I speak to you with a loving Mother's tongue. Oh welcome, thrice welcome in very deed, you are lovingly welcome, my thoughts persuaded me, that in regard the Almighty God did visit me with the heavy Rod of his Pestilent affliction; you had been only fearful of me, and not of him; but surely it now appeareth; and I am very glad of it, that you have made your peace with God my Father in the Country, and all of you repented of your Sins, in that you have found such favour at his hands, and that he hath given you life this dangerous time of Infection, which (to say truth) if you had stayed with me though in the chiefest of my Territories, I could not have warranted; No marvel than you fled from me. Nay, I am further surely persuaded, that you whom God hath blest with longer days than many thousands of your deceased brethren; are such as left your benevolence behind you, to and for the maintenance and keeping from starving those poor Creatures that did suffer and bear the public misery of such a Contagious time as this hath been without precedent: Or else with life you could never have entered my Gates: for which I truly thank you, and no doubt, but my gratitude shall double that with treble loan. But I pray give me leave to question you a little farther? Do you all cast your day's journeys so, that you will not enter London streets, nay scarce her Suburbs, before the black clouds of the dusky Night eclipse the light of Luna from my Mother Earth; for fear the small remainder of your poor afflicted Brethren should call you in question for your flight, and upbraid ye with the title of Runaways? No surely, not all; for some of you it seems, made your appearance daily at Noone-Exchange without Dread or Fear. God be thanked the East-India Ships are come; and some from the straits safely arrived? If it please my heavenly Father to continue as he hath begun, to cease the Rod of his affliction and to sheathe his Sword: the Residue of my poor Children to whom he hath given life, no doubt but shall see happy days, to my comfort, their profit and benefit, and all to the praise and glory of my eternal Father, which the Lord of all Eternity grant for our blessed Saviour's sake.  
I am now at a stand, whether I with modesty may further question you or no: But I hope you that have spent so long time in the Country may afford a little time of Conference with your weeping Mother.  
I pray give my desire satisfaction, and tell me whether any of my great ones, or men of note, as justices of Peace, Aldermen or their Deputies, Common Counsel men, Churchwardens, Sidemen, or any other of my Officers which should have employed their pains and care in the time of my Visitation; did they, or had they any desire of repairing home, when they heard that my Poor cried out for relief, and they absent which should relieve them (a Letter was all could give them this notice, which Tom Long the Carrier brought, and never delivered it, for he durst not.) But I dare answer for them; that had they doubted of their entertainment in the Country; they would rather have continued at their own Mantions under my government; then to be so slighted by base ignoble Drones, as they were. Which I leave further to treat of: But they left their Charity behind them, which was satisfaction, and gave content to that clamour, and ceased the Rumour.  
But now good Children I will yet further examine you, did not your illiterated Peasants your Hobnayld Clowns, Ralph, Benedick, Nick, Tom, jack, Hodge, and such like under the justice's toleration even almost at mine own Gates? I am sure it was within the sound of my night Ninth hour warner? Did they not keep you out, with Pitchforkes, Staffs, Hooks, brown Bills, and such like rustic Weapons, and you demanded passage; answer was given: No, for you are Londoners, true, we are so, we will not deny it, what then? You come not here; why saith one, you suffer Rogues to pass: so we may one replies, before any Londoner. Can this be true that my poor Children should be thus misused, amongst my Neighbours, such as have daily Commerce with me; If they bring me Food, I give them Money, the Landlord must be paid. But thou foolish simple Countryman; he will not be paid with Corn, Oxen, Hay, and such like good blessings which my eternal loving and merciful Father bestows upon thee: For (saith the Landlord) I have of goods great store, I need them not; but as the greedy Usurer he comes, give me my money; I cannot clothe my Wife and Children with hay, etc. Well, if it be so then, that thou must of necessity have money, or be undone, and thy Lease forfeited, and thou, thy Wife and Children cast forth of doors; what resteth then to be done? Must thou not of force come unto me thy charitable Neighbour London; and do not I from time to time, nay, at all times help you in the midst of your extremity; Is not my Exchequer continually open unto you: I have no Barrocadoes to keep you forth; but my Gates all hours of the night are open for the meanest Hind or Swain that comes. ay, nor none of mine examine what Countryman thou art: from whence thou camest? or whither thou wilt? but come and welcome. This is and ever hath been my carriage to my Country people: And now in the time of my Visitation, did my poor fearful Children, come amongst you into the Country for a little refuge or recreation, presuming upon the like welcome there, as you found here, and did you give them jack Drums entertainment. Oh uncharitable, inhuman and ingrateful people: Indeed it argued no Christianity in you. Put case my dear beloved Children, should (as I cannot blame them if they do) take this to hart; and should shut my Gates against you, and debar entrance to such inhuman Creatures: where would your Landlords have their Rent then? Michaelmas you know is come: the half years' Rent must be paid: the last day of payment is at hand; Therefore because I will make you blush at your own folly (if my Almighty Father will illuminate your darkened eyes of Ignorance, that you may so the same) and that my Children (which will be ruled by me) may show love for hatred: See our Charity is such, that all my Gates are open to give you all entertainment▪ I will not examine you, or shut my Gates against you for fear of your pestilent Fever: No, I crave your pardon, it is but an Ague; But as the plain Countrywoman said, I cannot tell whether it be but an Ague, we and the Londoners both are visited within the Country; but I am sure after they are dead, they have the Spots upon them: But however my honest Countrymen, let us in the name of our blessed Saviour, jointly: entirely and heartily pray to the Lord for mercy, that our Plague and Pestilence, and the Country Ague (if you call it so) may at once and together cease with a full period. Our Visitation here, and their affliction there in the Country, that my poor Remainder, which at home have endured the Front and heat of my Father's pestilent Battle, may not be shaken in the Rear with their pestiferous Ague; which I am very confident he will grant, upon our hearty prayers and sincere repentance.  

LONDON her Chabitable reprehension of her ignorant Suburbians for clamoring against her retired Children.  
HOw comes it to pass my little tender juvenal's, in whom there is nothing but ignorance, imbecility and weakness, that a Coach no sooner presents itself with it full lading, or Horsemen mounted: their backs towards the Country, and they facing the City: but you openly mouth it, with Exclamations and horrible Shouts! Welcome home Runaways, many times over; not respecting on whom you cast this aspersion, taxing aswell those, that from my bosom in the Morning took their leave to solace themselves few miles forth of the City, and returning at night: yet your Clamours were all one, one and the self same still; Runaways, Runaways, Welcome home Runaways!  
Oh let it be so no more. If you see a Caroche with four Horses, come lagging home full freighted (as if they were tired with travel) your Imaginations may strengthen your opinions so far: that they have come a long journey, and that the freight or heavy load thereof, are some of my retired Children, you may kindly and courteously bid them and give them a fair Welcome home: And why? Because of the misery they have endured in the Country; pity it were but they should have better entertainment here. I know they have undergone so many Affronts, endured so much Dis 〈…〉, and suffered misery upon misery without precedent. Tom Telltruth, hath Ballatized many of their miseries and bad usage in the Country: you understanding his plain language, may rest yourselves satisfied: and leave the Censure of my great offenders, to those of more riper and mature judgements. And so I leave you, praying you to leave that Clamour and Exclamation.  London. 
I have almost tired myself with demanding of many of my Come-agen Children, whether Report table or no? but can receive no satisfaction. Therefore my longing desire shall accommodate my will, to solicit that never failing Echo to reverberate truly, answers to my Intergotories.  
And thus I begin.  LONDON. 
OH my endeared Echo tell me: My poor distressed Children blush, and their Ears glow to hear how big I am with desire; till Resolution deliver me. I have been wronged Echo, have I not, by those whom I most respected? Is it not so?  ECHO. 
So.  LONDON. 
And why? because in my distress, and when the Viol of my Father's anger burst forth, and the blue black drops thereof sprinkled on the bodies of my selected Children, whom God hath singled forth to bear the public misery the great ones fled from me,  ECHO. 
From thee.  LONDON. 
Why should they fly from her, who ever loved them, bred them, and brought them up to maturity; was it because I was touched with Calamity, with Plague and Pestilence? was it therefore: or how sweet Echo tell me wherefore?  ECHO. 
Therefore.  LONDON. 
Thought they distrustful Children to fly from the judgements of the Allseeing, and every where being God by running from me?  ECHO. 
From thee.  LONDON. 
Why then I am sorry for them; they had but little faith?  ECHO. 
Little Faith.  LONDON. 
But my Omnipotent Father found them out?  ECHO. 
Out.  LONDON. 
And did he not scourge them?  ECHO. 
scourged them  LONDON. 
I prithee (good Echo) tell me in what nature? was it with the Pestilence or no?  ECHO. 
No.  LONDON. 
They say so?  ECHO. 
Say so.  LONDON. 
But with as bad or worse?  ECHO. 
Worse.  LONDON. 
As how: was it not the terrible Ague?  ECHO. 
Ague.  LONDON. 
That would shake them?  ECHO. 
Shaked them.  LONDON. 
Very fearfully even to the death?  ECHO. 
to''th' death.  LONDON. 
What are those brought home in the midst of day; one horse in the Front, an other in the Rear, and the body in the midst. Nor Carted nor Coached, but Lytterd: was it to keep the body from shaking?  ECHO. 
Aching.  LONDON. 
It could not from shaking then? for the Ague fits them.  ECHO. 
Fits them.  LONDON. 
Is it an Ague Quartern? Tertian? or Quotidian?  ECHO. 
Quotidian.  LONDON. 
That Quotidian Ague forced them to continual Prayer?  ECHO. 
Prayer.  LONDON. 
And that made them ready for God?  ECHO. 
For God.  LONDON. 
Then many of them died?  ECHO. 
Dyed.  LONDON. 
I prithee tell me, would the Country afford them burial or no?  ECHO. 
No.  LONDON. 
That was the reason so many dead bodies were Coached to London?  ECHO. 
To London.  LONDON. 
That their Fostermother might give them Christian Burial?  ECHO. 
Burial.  
Echo I hear too much, I will trouble thee no farther, my hart is almost burst with sorrow. See my poor Children; you were ashamed to tell the truth. But had those rustic irrational Beasts: (as I may rightly term them) either reason, humanity, or faith in my Saviour jesus Christ? they would shame, and fear ever to enter my Gates, to look me in the face; their base abuse to my distressed Children, was so insufferable and intolerable. But what entertainment should they expect from those, that never had or knew good breeding or education.  
Many of you in the Country style yourselves Country Gentlemen; Few or none of you, have shown any gentle carriage or respect, to many of my Children, that might every way equal the best of you, that have offered them such base affronts, and beggarlike barbarous usage. Nay I can aver it for truth, and it cannot be denied, that one of your Gubernators, I style him so, because the vulgar should take no notice, whom or what he was: (did not shame) conversing at a Meeting himself with others his like Associates, and some of my Children, (which were fain to dissemble their dwellings, and change their habits, before they could gain entertainment, concerning God's visitation upon my people in London) did not shame (as I said before) to say for truth, that the dried Saltfish which he bought of a Fish-monger of London at Sturbridge Fair was Twelvemonth; this time of affliction, had the Tokens on it, his reason why? was for that he heard, that his Fishmonger of whom he bought it, was now dead of the Plague: Whereupon one of my Citizens which was then present, made him this answer; Sir, said he, when I am at home in the Town where I live, I use to go to Market myself, and going to the Fishmarket to buy a fresh Cod, two or three; I make a special choice of those have spots upon them; for they are accounted the best and dearest Fish; and no doubt but yours were such (said he) before they were salted; so that discourse ended; But would any Creature that ever feared God, dare speak such an incredible tale; my prayers shall be to God to forgive them, they know not what they say.  
You Loobies or Lobbes in the Country, I would with you hereafter, when your seed is in the ground, to pray for the increase thereof, that therewith you may fill your Barns, Stables, and Hogstyes; and not with my dear Children, who brought more Gold about them, than thyself and all thy Hog's flesh could be valued at. Woe worth thee for doing so, A Pudding of a yard long, was as dear as a Chain of gold comparatively, with such unchristianlike Turks; But let my sister Rus and her rustical illiterated Hounds and Hinds take notice, that (were not my Charity such) as to give way to their imbecility, and to lament for it, the many Souls that groaned under their Intolerable sufferance and burdens in the Country, would call for vengeance: But I have persuaded with them, and do find that (Quisquis sorte con●entus) every one is contented with his suffering.  
I doubt it not (Courteous Readers) but some of you, know the Worshipful Town of Vtoxeter in Staffordshire I will tell you a tale, done at some time or other: There was a Waggoner did dwell and belong to the same Town (it matters not for his name) who indeed when he had sufferance to come into the Town, did dwell upon his own land And I am forced now upon special occasion, to describe the barbarous usage of the ignorant Inhabitants of the same Town towards him, (because it was in the time of Gods like Visitation as at this instant) His custom then was to furnish some Londoners (who remained in the City the time of the Infection) with Butter and Cheese, which he continued all the time of the same Visitation, (being a very honest and sufficient man) which the Townsmen of Vtoxeter, taking to hart: debarred him entrance into the Town, at his return from London, insomuch, that he was forced to lie forth of the Town in a Common where he did continue at every return from London from the beginning of the Pestilence, till it pleased God to mitigate and appease his wrath as he doth now (his Name be glorified therefore.) immediately then (as they might do now) the discreet Governors of the same Town taking it more to hart, dissembled themselves together, and being armed Capapee, with extraordinary Weapon, sallied forth of the Town, Vi & Armis to kill the Wagoners Horses, and with a Ch●rlingdish of Coals, to fire and burn his Wagon: which they had done, had not a friend of the Wagoners entered into five hundred pound bonds, (stay there) into an Obligation of five Marks, with condition, either Endorsed or Subscribed, that the said Waggoner should not come within three miles of the Town, after his then next return from London; until he had be●●e ayred a full Month in the Country. I● this exceed not the Wise men of Goatham; judge you.  
I must strain a little more; It is not unknown to the Chief only, but to the Inferiors of my afflicted City, that the doting and fearful Parents in the Country, (dreading God's judgements should fall upon their Children in my visited City, and his punishment strike them with the same visitation of Plague and Pestilence;) could not forbear, but instantly (I may say innocently) as soon as they had notice, that the hand of mine Almighty Father, began to touch my poor Inhabitants, but every or most of their Fathers or Mothers in the Country, whose Sons and Daughters were obliged as Prentices to any of my Children in London; but Letter upon letter came with Contents, beseeching and humbly entreating their children's Masters to give them leave to spend their time with them in the Country, until it should please God to cease his Visitation in London; whereunto my Children condescended, but now what ensues thereupon? This; The Landlords or Creditors of some of those Parents cannot now (as I am informed) demand or require Rent or Debts; but they shame not to offer this affront? That they have been and still are so charged with their Children the Apprentices of London, that the remainder of their estate is not able to make satisfaction. Woe is me that this imputation should be laid upon my children's Children for being their Servants, they took them for their own Children as they are bound by my Custom. Therefore sister Rus if thou chide not thy Children for their Ignorance, and return home in safety my children's children, I shall not only be very angry, but my Sister-Cities throughout the Universe will condemn thee. Salve it good Sister for your Reputation.  
One thing more I would entreat at your hands, that you would summon your great Commanders, for Charity's sake; there may be order taken, to unstake the remarkable places of my Children, whom God took to his mercy in the Highways and other places. Oh show yourselves charitable: though you would not afford them Christian burial. Let there no base stakie wooden memorial be left to view, as if they had Misdone, Hanged or Drowned themselves, For Christianity grant it; and withal clear all the Hedges and Trees of those lamentable objects which hang upon them, that are a thousand times more moving Corasives, than the Executioners Wardrobe at the basest Brokers stall. Now let you and I be friends; For my Children which are left, do promise me faithfully, never to trouble you again in that nature: They will stay with me in my extremity; and eat a Capon, drink a cup of Claret, an other of Sack; and feed in that gross fashion; rather then on your dainty Puddings and Hog's flesh. I have done, and I beseech my Eternal Father, the only Omnipotent God, to make an end to, of his grievous Visitation, by his dangerous and fearful Ague with you and yours; and his more fearful scourge of Plague and Pestilence with me and mine, and that for his dear beloved Sons sake Christ jesus his only Saviour and Redeemer. Amen.  
A seeming Friend hearing some few of these Lynes read by the Author, before he committed them to the Press, would entreat so much love from him, as to Compose an Acrostique Verse (if he would thereunto condescend) upon these words in the Margin: the Party having a Rope Tarred Nosegay in his hand. whereupon the Author styles his Verse thus.  

To all your Rope-tard Nosegay-Bearers.  

S Stand farther off's my subject, thus I write.  
T 'Tis proper thereon, these days to indite:  
A A man knows not his friend from any other,  
N Nor can he now know his endeared Brother,  
D Death haunts them so, they know not one from other   

F far must thou stand, if thou converse with me,  
V Unless thou have like Nosegay; Dost thou see,  
R Rope Tarred I have, it keeps out Pestilence,  
T The Devil as soon, or else thou hast no sense,  
H He that doth think, by that to be Plague-free,  
E Ever shall be accounted like to thee,  
R Respected not; called fool for's Foppery.   

O Omnipotent jove bids thee repent and mend,  
F For thy great sin (saith he) this Plague I send,  
F Fear thou, repent, and then my Plague shall end.    
Amicus Mariscallus PETOWE.    

A true Relation of the Funeral of Captain RICHARD ROBINS, performed the 24. of September 1625. in Arms.  
EVEN then when fell meager Death by the sacred Decree of Heaven began to shorten his Weekly slaughter, and then, even then, when the vulgar Rabble of the Rustiques in the Country, mouthed it with a most unchristianlike, and most uncharitable rumour (viz.) That there was not people enough in London left alive to bury their Dead) Then, even than I say, did the great Commander of all power, call to his Mercy from amongst us, Captain Richard Robins, one of the Twenty Commanders and Captains (under the renowned Colonels) of the Six thousand trained Citizens, of the ever famous, though now distressed City of London, who died of an Ague at Hackney in Middlesex, and was brought from thence to London, and Buried in his Parish-Church called St. Magaret upon Fish street hill. Some few days after (as it is customary amongst them) the Gentlemen of the Artillery Garden, that were then in Town, considering the weakness of their Number present, and yet might do no less, then give the deceased Captain his right and Merit; treated with the then right Honourable john Gore Lord Mayor of this said City; that he would be pleased to grant a public Funeral in Arms. And for that most of the Gentlemen were at that time in the Country, and therefore that the rest may strengthen themselves with their Friends that were also Citizens and Soldiers of the Trained Bands in London; to make a complete Company to make the Country wonder; whereunto it pleased his Honour to condescend upon Saturday, being the 24. day of September last 1625. was the Funeral, when all the Gentlemen and Fellow Soldiers met at the Artillery Garden, about two of the clock in the afternoon, where they were ranked by the Officers there (Soldierlike) according to the number, three and four a breast, all the Musketieres' both of the Prime and Rear division of Musketieres', three in Rank; and the Pikes Four a breast in the body. Captain Von was Leader that day, Associated with Captain Humphrey Smith. So Marched they forth the Garden, to Leaden Hall, where the Hearse attended, with an Epitaphe thereon diuulging to the world, the worth of that worthy Captain, the Worshipful Company of Ironmungers, of whom he was a member; The Masters also of St. Thomas Hospital, of whom in his life time he was likewise one, attended with many more of his Friends. The number of Soldiers that were completely Armed, both Pikes and Musketeers were Two hundred forty four, besides two Captains, the Marsall, the Lieutenant, the Alferus or Ensigne, Four Sergeants, four Drums, two Fifes, the Armourer, the Gun-maker and their Servants; and Six Gentlemen who carried the Trophies of his Arms before the Hearse. The beholders then present, were at least Ten thousand people, who were eye-witnesses, that what is here related is true. The exact and Soldierlike performance and managing of the business, I refer to the judgement of the discreet and wise Spectators then present. Only I will entreat you (judicious Reader) to take notice, that after he was Soldierlike Interred, he had three several Volleys of Shot given. Which being finished, the Drums beat a Troop until the Soldiers came forth of the Churchyard (where the Volleys were given) into the street upon Fishstreet-hill: where falling into Ranks as before, the Captain commandeth a March to be beaten, and so Marched thorough Gracious-street, Cornhill, the Poultry, and Cheapside, that the Market people might report through the Country, that their rumour was false. And so to the Lord Major his house, who presented himself at the gate, and very Honourably and freely caused both Flagons of Sack and Claret to be brought forth, for all such as pleased to drink thereof; and there likewise were two Volleys given; for which his Lordship gave the Gentlemen many thanks, assuring them, that they had done great honour to the City, and greater comfort to the Kingdom. Then took they a fair Farewell, and Trooped through Cheapside, and so to the Artillery Garden; whereupon lodging of the Colours, they concluded with their last volley, and so I leave them, but not you, for I entreat you to read that which you have not yet read.  

Epitaphium dignissimi Ducis RICHARDI ROBYNS.  
ONe of the Twenty Captains here doth lie  
The rest must follow, for the rest must die,  
Nineteen behind, and he is gone before,  
To lead the way to the Elysian shore,  
Whilst he did live, like to the God of War,  
He many Soldiers bred, no'ne e'er did mar,  
He had as many Sons, as any man  
(Complete for Soldiers) since the World began  
Lieutenants some; others whom Ensigns bear,  
The Rest can do as much, as any dare,  
Against the Foe of England's Sovereign;  
We that h●● follow will the same maintain.  
He was a Lover both of Arts and Arms,  
He taught a present Guard for em'nent harms:  
That now we lose him, we his Death deplore,  
he's dead, yet lives, we hope for evermore.  
Dead though he be, and from us quite bereaven,  
Though dead to us, yet doth he live in Heaven.   Vivit post Funera Vertus.  

LONDON making her full period.  
NOble Soldiers, and my valiant Children, you have lodged your Colours, and finished your last Volley. Give me leave I pray you, to add one Volley more, according to my nature and condition, and so I'll conclude. My shot shall not be Bullets of Ammunition, but words of Admonition, which I will mildly & modestly dart amongst you. You my dear Children, which have been so barbarously used in the Country amongst those inhuman People, such of you especially I speak to, who are Landlords and Creditors to your inferior Brethren. Let me beg and entreat you (although you have endured much discontent and sorrow in the Country) not to revenge it upon your poor Brethren in London, who have undergone with me, more grief, more want, more sighs, more tears, more Groans, and more Misery than my Tongue or Pen can express. Oh be merciful my good Children one to another, as you would have my Saviour to take mercy upon you. You that are Landlords be not overhasty with your poor Tenants, for your Rents: Nor you that are Creditors, oh be not harsh nor severe to your weak and impoverished Debtors: But consider the lamentable misery they have a long time endured: and the extraordinary expenses they have been at, and no means to get a penny, which you in your discretions cannot choose but conceive; and I hope will take so much to ●art, that for Charity you will spare them, until such time as my disjointed Estate be settled again; and my Citizens have Commerse one with another as they have had, and Trading as frequent as it hath been, that thereby they may strive and endeavour to get, what they of necessity have spent: and by their honest Industry & labour in their Vocations, attain to their former Maturity in their several estates. Which they may do, so your patience please to give them time and liberty; which I beseech you grant, that all of you may have full satisfaction and content. The Tenant content from the Landlord by his great patience, the Debtor content from the Creditor by his much forbearance. And the Landlords and Creditors from the Tenants and Debtors have full satisfaction. Such a blessed time, and those happy days doth your poor Mother desire to see; which that both she and you, and all of us may see, let us all pray jointly to his Divine Majesty, that only can grant our request.  

Grant then good God, what we require of thee,  
And we shall praise thy Name eternally.   
Amen.  
FINIS.